Loyd

+1/2 and the canine +1 getting good and cosy. He's got his uses: eating up any spilled food, barking at strangers, snoring and keeping +1/2's legs warm.

Work, falafel for lunch (Pilpel on Fleet Street), gym, train (delayed, of course) and some telly.

Tatler: what a bonkers place to work but strangely compelling viewing.

Never Mind The Buzzcocks: respect for Loyd Grossman having played at Glastonbury for four years as part of a band that sounds like a mix of "the Ramones, Velvet Underground and a soupçon of MC5"